Letters for Astrid
Letters for Astrid Astrid, it’s a hot one today, and someone is sawing interminably nearby. You wouldn’t like the noise. But, when the sawyer takes a break, the bird song! These are northern birds. Maybe the ones you hear in California, peacocks and condors, are different. Here there are robins and cardinals, red-winged blackbirds, little wrens and warblers, orioles. And the foxes, they’ve moved back to deeper woods, out of the heat in their red fur coats. Hours after you were born a baby deer got stuck inside our yard. I opened the gate but it kept running fence to fence in a panic. So, I went in the house and its mother walked in, very calm and quiet, to lead it out again. A mother will always come to get you when you’re scared. No fireworks this year but at night the whole backyard and woods fill up with fireflies. Pulsing and curious, they follow us right up to the back door. Maybe next year, you will see them for yourself. Sherry Robbins, July 3, 2020
Sherry Robbins 
lucky girl
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